Nintendogs One-Shots

Dark And Dreary [Angus]

Summary: Angus left home after his brother left for the army since he was left home alone with their butler, who he despised. He was out there for years, and nothing bad had happened to him, up until this...

This story is written very vaguely to be left up to the reader's interpretation.

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The heavy wind blew through Angus' hair as he made his way through the forest. He'd had a long day of finding a new place to stay, but now it was time for him to turn in and say goodbye to the night, and hello to the next day.

Angus had been out on his own, without much of a home, for over six months now. He'd left home out of spite of his older brother leaving him behind, but he's gotten used to being out here by himself. In fact, he preferred it to being with other people. He's used to the nomadic lifestyle now, but it definitely got lonely sometimes. He rarely ever took a step back into his hometown of Meridian, so there wasn't much in the way of social interaction for him.

He set himself up in a somewhat-secluded corner of the forest, taking a look around him before making himself a fire. The fire roared, lighting up the area around him. He sat himself down on the ground, cross-legged, some leftover leaves from the semi-bare autumnal trees crunching beneath him. It was around the end of November, where the weather really started to show some sort of difference from the months before. He shivered, not used to the brisk weather. The summer was all right, but it was definitely much easier than now. He didn't want to think about what winter would be like.

Angus was lost in his thoughts as the crunch, crunch of nearby footsteps were heard. He flinched, now alert to the new noise around him. He turned his head, looking towards the source of the sound. A man and his dog. Seemed normal enough.

He uncrossed his legs and stood up to approach them. While he didn't exactly trust the couple, he wanted to see what they wanted.

Their dog ran up to him first. It snapped, growling in aggression. This didn't really bother Angus, he'd dealt with much worse than that before already, no thanks to his brother.

"Kass!" The male yelled, calling for their rather nervy and poorly socialized gold brindle Dutch Shepherd.

Kass ignored him as he continued to show rather belligerent interest in Angus.

Angus took a couple of steps back from the large dog, trying to ignore it.

A loud whistle came from the man and Kass stopped suddenly. He turned toward him, then returned to his heel. What a close call.

"A-yup!" The man called, looking toward Angus, "You okay, sir?"

"Fine," Angus replied, "all good, minus the experience," he joked a bit. "I didn't expect to see anyone else out here, especially not after dark."

"I could say the same thing about ya, what're ya out here for?"

Angus stood there in silence for a moment. Should he lie and say he's just out here hunting, waiting for something to show up? Or should he tell the truth? Could he even trust this man with information like that?

"That's private information," he decided. "It's a bit rude to ask someone what they're doing out in the middle of the woods at dark, don't you think?"

The man blinked at him, "I suppose," he looked at Angus. "What's yer name?"

"They call me Angus. At least, last I knew, that's what they called me," he shrugged. "Yours?"

The man introduced himself as Viper.